04. Take Me.
Take Me
Junhyung/Hyunseung
NC-17
2339 words
Summary: Hyunseung keeps having these weird dreams and Junhyung is all too willing to help stop them.
A/N: I'M WARNING YOU, IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE RAPE OR BREATH PLAY, DON'T READ. (its really not that bad though...) This fic was originally suppose to be Junhyung/Dongwoon for my friend but ummm.... as you see that didn't happen.
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It’s the third time this week that he’s been woken up from these dreams. It’s the third time this week he’s had to wake up at 1 in the morning to take a cold shower, and it’s the third time this week he had to reassure the rest of the members that he’s okay. The members don’t look satisfied with his answer in the slightest but they leave him alone - for the time being. Junhyung just sips on his water, eyes never leaving Hyunseung as he gives a weak smile and explains to Yoseob (again) that he’s just having a hard time sleeping.
“It’s no big deal, really. I’m ok,” Hyunseung concludes. Yoseob just looks at him for a few more seconds and then finally gives in, leaving Hyunseung alone.
Junhyung knows why Hyunseung can’t sleep; he knows what kind of dreams he’s been having. But, he can’t do anything about it yet, not until Hyunseung comes to him - or lets his guard down, whichever comes first. Smirking, Junhyung continues to stare at Hyunseung, his water completely forgotten on the floor.
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Back from another exhausting day at the studio and dance practice, Hyunseung collapses onto the couch, content with just passing out there. Half way into dreamland, a hand lands on his back, shaking him awake. He hears a voice telling him to go take a shower before going to sleep; he looks behind him and sees no one other than Doojoon. Instead of putting up a fight like he wants to he just sighs and heads to the bathroom.
After a quick shower, Hyunseung sprawls back onto the couch, not even thinking of going to his bed. Another hand lands on his back and he wants to scream, letting out a soft whine he opens his eyes, heart skipping a beat at who he sees. Junhyung. Face flushing a bit; he sits up, giving Junhyung some room on the couch. Junhyung sits down and pats his thighs, indicating that he can lie back down.
Head resting gently in Junhyung’s lap, Hyunseung gazes up at the ceiling, trying his hardest not to look at Junhyung. He sneaks a peek at Junhyung and quickly averts his eyes when he finds Junhyung staring at him. He tries not to blush, but he can feel his cheeks heating up. Junhyung spares him and pretends he doesn’t notice.
“I hear your having a hard time sleeping.”
Hyunseung mentally groans, “Yeah, It’s nothing serious though.” Junhyung gives him a look that shows him how much he really believes him. Lips drawn into a thin line Hyunseung gives in. He can’t keep anything away from Junhyung.
“I’ve been having dreams - nightmares and they’re just… weird.”
“Weird how?”
“It’s just…,” Hyunseung sighs before continuing, “I don’t know how to describe it without you thinking I’m a freak or something.”
“I won’t think you’re a freak, try me.”
“The dreams are about me getting raped and -,” he abruptly cuts himself off, bringing his hands up to cover his face.
“And you like it, don’t you?” Junhyung questions and removes Hyunseung’s hands out of his face.
A few seconds of tense silence passes by before Hyunseung slowly nods his head, eyes glued to the end of the couch. A finger lands on the bottom of Hyunseung’s chin and guides his head up, eyes locking with Junhyung’s.
“Do you want someone to dominate you, to take complete control of you and make you theirs?” Junhyung breathes out slowly, voice laced with lust. “Is that what you want?”
Hyunseung’s eyes flutter shut and his bottom lip quivers, “Yes.”
“Do you want to be owned?”
“Yes.”
Junhyung smirks, eyes glazed with lust, he wants to take Hyunseung here and now but he knows that isn’t what Hyunseung needs. That isn’t what Hyunseung’s body craves right now.
“Hyunseung,” he waits until the other finally opens his eyes before continuing, “I’ll give you what you want.” Smirk still in place he waits for his reaction.
Hyunseung’s eyes widen, “What?”
“I’ll help you. If that’s what you want…,” he trails off, letting Hyunseung think it out. Junhyung has no doubt about what the answer is but he still wants to give Hyunseung some time to work it all out.
Hyunseung wants to say no - he should say no, but the look Junhyung is giving him is making his resolve crumble. His body obviously wants it bad, but so much could go wrong, he and Junhyung’s relationship could be ruined if this goes wrong. And that’s the last thing he could ever want. But then he thinks of how good it could feel -
“If you think any louder, you’ll be talking,” Junhyung comments.
Hyunseung shoots him a look before making up his mind, “Do you really want to do this?”
“I wouldn’t have brought it up if I didn’t want it, but do YOU want it?”
“Fuck yes, I want it,” Hyunseung moans out, “I - I trust you.”
Love and adoration flash in Junhyung’s eyes quickly before he shifts, lifting Hyunseung’s head from his lap. He gets up off the couch and stretches, and then looks at Hyunseung. Hyunseung’s puzzled expression makes him laugh; he lends him a hand and pulls Hyunseung up off the couch. Guiding him to the bedroom he wraps his arms around his waist and rests his head on his shoulder.
“Get some sleep baby.”
Hyunseung nods and then stretches out in his bed. He glances up at Junhyung, frowning when he turns to get in his own bed. His hand shoots out and grabs onto Junhyung’s arm.
“Stay with me?” He asks softly, not looking up to see his reaction. Junhyung smiles and then turns, situating himself into Hyunseung’s bed. Wrapping his arms around Hyunseung, he pulls him closer, placing Hyunseung’s head on his chest. He gently kisses Hyunseung’s forehead before closing his eyes, never letting go of Hyunseung’s body.
Hyunseung falls asleep to the sound of Junhyung’s heart beating with a gentle smile on his face.
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Waking up this morning, Hyunseung feels better than ever. Granted he still had his dream but this time instead of a nameless and faceless person, it was Junhyung. Junhyung’s hands all over his body, Junhyung’s mouth littering hickey’s all over his neck, Junhyung’s voice telling him that he’s a “good little whore.”
God, he was so anxious for this to happen already. He wanted it badly.
He wondered how badly Junhyung wanted it, he wondered if Junhyung had a dream about it too. He wondered when Junhyung would finally strike, he shivered with anticipation. Looking up at Junhyung, he flinched when eyes stare back at him. Flushing, he hides his head in Junhyung’s chest. Junhyung releases a pleased laugh, holding Hyunseung closer.
“Don’t be embarrassed babe.”
“Don’t look at me like that,” Hyunseung pleads.
“Like what?” Junhyung nudges Hyunseung forcing him to look him in the eyes. Hyunseung’s cheeks turn a darker shade of red and Junhyung can’t help but fall in love all over again.
“Like that,” Hyunseung replies shyly.
Junhyung’s face breaks out into a smile before he pulls Hyunseung up so their eye-level to each other. Moving in a little closer, he presses a gentle kiss to Hyunseung’s lips.
“But I love looking at you.”
And with that Junhyung get’s up out of bed and heads to the bathroom. Hyunseung can’t help the dreamy sigh that falls from his lips. He feels like a girl experiencing love for the first time. Hyunseung almost hits himself at that thought. Shaking himself out of whatever it is that he’s in, he gets up and follows Junhyung to the bathroom. Might as well get ready for this long day.
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It’s been days since Junhyung’s offered to help Hyunseung with his little problem and so far nothing has happened. Hyunseung is anxious, eager, and desperate to find out if it’s just as good as in his dreams. He’s on edge, jumping every time someone even touches him. But it’s never who he wants it to be. It’s never Junhyung and he’s starting to lose hope.
That’s exactly what Junhyung wanted.
It’s not until Hyunseung lets his guard down and forgets about the whole thing; that it happens.
Hyunseung was the unlucky winner today and had to go buy dinner for the whole group. Walking outside he notes how dark the sky looks and continues his trek to the nearest take out. Suddenly there are hands on him, pulling him into the alley he almost finished walking past. He tried pulling out his assailants grasp but he was just too strong. The hold on him is tight, almost to the point of painful and he wants to scream, wants to yell, but his voice won’t let him. He forgets all about Junhyung in his panic.
He’s thrown up against the hard brick wall face first - almost scratching his face up in the process. Then there are hands all over his body, rubbing over his chest, down to his stomach, hand cupping his slowly awakening arousal.
“Fuck,” Hyunseung lets out.
“You like that, don’t you whore?”
“Junhyung,” he gasps.
Relief floods his senses until he’s roughly turned around and his eyes meet with Junhyung’s. There’s nothing loving or caring in Junhyung’s eyes and he can’t help the shiver that runs down his spine at the thought. He looks Junhyung up and down; he’s dressed in nothing but black and god his cock twitches in delight, he loves Junhyung in all black.
Junhyung offers him a little smirk before roughly grabbing his face, smirk now gone, directing his face to look him in the eyes.
“Keep your fucking mouth shut.”
Hyunseung nods weakly before squirming in the tight grasp Junhyung still has him in. Hyunseung lets out a little whimper when Junhyung moves to unbutton his pants. “Please, let me go.”
Junhyung laughs, sliding Hyunseung’s pants and boxers down his legs, “Look at you hard as a rock already,” he wraps a hand around Hyunseung’s cock and Hyunseung wants to thrust into it so badly, so fucking badly, but he can’t give in this easily. He musters up all his strength and pushes Junhyung away, but he only stumbles a bit before pushing Hyunseung back up against the brick wall, and wrapping his hand around him again.
“Fuck, let me go, please,” he cries out loud. He silently hopes that Junhyung doesn’t let him go.
Suddenly there’s a hand around his throat, “Shut up, or this will only hurt more,” Junhyung darkly whispers in his ear. Closing his eyes, he nods his head weakly, then both hands are gone -- from his throat and his cock and Hyunseung wants to whine and stomp his foot. But then two fingers swipe across his entrance and he wants nothing more for them to be inside his body.
Both fingers are pushed in and it hurts, it hurts so fucking badly but Hyunseung pushes down on them. Junhyung removes his fingers, sucks on them, and then pushes them back up into Hyunseung’s willing body. He works his fingers quickly, in and out, before removing them completely. He doesn’t miss the look of disappointment on Hyunseung’s face.
“Don’t worry, you’ll have my cock in no time,” Junhyung teases, smirk now back in place, he pushes his pants down just enough to free his aching cock. He pushes Hyunseung down to his knees, “Suck it, bite me, I’ll choke you.”
Hyunseung licks his lips before taking the head into his mouth, tongue playing with the slit before sliding more into his mouth. Breathing in through his nose, he relaxes his throat and swallows Junhyung whole. Junhyung groans and grabs hold of Hyunseung by his hair, fucking his mouth.
“God, I knew you’d be a good little whore,” he moans out loud, pulling Hyunseung up by his hair.
He shoves Hyunseung back into the wall, face forward and guides his cock towards Hyunseung’s hole, just holding it there. Hyunseung whines and pushes back onto it but Junhyung pulls back.
“You want it?” Junhyung presses into Hyunseung, but pulls back out before the tip goes inside completely.
“Yes,” he whines, pushing back onto thin air, “give it to me.”
Junhyung thrusts into Hyunseung in one shot, not stopping until he’s balls deep. He gives him only a little time to get use to the feeling before he’s thrusting in and out at an unforgiving pace. Hyunseung can’t even try holding the moans in; instead he lets them fall freely from his mouth. It hurts so fucking bad, but Hyunseung pushes back with each thrust, forcing Junhyung in deeper. God he wants more, he wants everything Junhyung’s willing to give him.
“You’re such a fucking slut,” Junhyung says, slapping Hyunseung’s ass with each word, “not even trying to fight me anymore.”
Hyunseung can only agree with Junhyung before pushing back even more and begging for him to go harder and faster. Junhyung gives him what he wants, forcing himself even deeper in Hyunseung’s willing body. He grabs Hyunseung by the hair and pulls his body close to his, back to chest and wraps his hand around his neck again. With each thrust his hand tightens around Hyunseung neck, cutting off his air supply.
Hyunseung lets out a strangled scream before he tumbles over the edge, releasing himself over the brick wall. Junhyung groans as Hyunseung’s body tightens around him, he thrusts in three more times before biting down hard on Hyunseung’s neck and releasing himself deep in Hyunseung’s body.
Ragged breathing is all that can be heard in the alley; Junhyung fixes himself back up then helps Hyunseung with his clothing. Nothing is said between the two as they leave the alley and walk back home, food forgotten. As soon as Junhyung begins to unlock the door, Hyunseung turns him around and places a gentle kiss on his lips.
“Thank you,” Hyunseung says, blushing ten shades of red.
“Any time,” Junhyung responds, smirking before opening the door.
They walk inside and are instantly confronted with a hungry Yoseob.
“Where’s the food?”
Junhyung/Hyunseung
NC-17
2339 words
Summary: Hyunseung keeps having these weird dreams and Junhyung is all too willing to help stop them.
A/N: I'M WARNING YOU, IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE RAPE OR BREATH PLAY, DON'T READ. (its really not that bad though...) This fic was originally suppose to be Junhyung/Dongwoon for my friend but ummm.... as you see that didn't happen.
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It’s the third time this week that he’s been woken up from these dreams. It’s the third time this week he’s had to wake up at 1 in the morning to take a cold shower, and it’s the third time this week he had to reassure the rest of the members that he’s okay. The members don’t look satisfied with his answer in the slightest but they leave him alone - for the time being. Junhyung just sips on his water, eyes never leaving Hyunseung as he gives a weak smile and explains to Yoseob (again) that he’s just having a hard time sleeping.
“It’s no big deal, really. I’m ok,” Hyunseung concludes. Yoseob just looks at him for a few more seconds and then finally gives in, leaving Hyunseung alone.
Junhyung knows why Hyunseung can’t sleep; he knows what kind of dreams he’s been having. But, he can’t do anything about it yet, not until Hyunseung comes to him - or lets his guard down, whichever comes first. Smirking, Junhyung continues to stare at Hyunseung, his water completely forgotten on the floor.
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Back from another exhausting day at the studio and dance practice, Hyunseung collapses onto the couch, content with just passing out there. Half way into dreamland, a hand lands on his back, shaking him awake. He hears a voice telling him to go take a shower before going to sleep; he looks behind him and sees no one other than Doojoon. Instead of putting up a fight like he wants to he just sighs and heads to the bathroom.
After a quick shower, Hyunseung sprawls back onto the couch, not even thinking of going to his bed. Another hand lands on his back and he wants to scream, letting out a soft whine he opens his eyes, heart skipping a beat at who he sees. Junhyung. Face flushing a bit; he sits up, giving Junhyung some room on the couch. Junhyung sits down and pats his thighs, indicating that he can lie back down.
Head resting gently in Junhyung’s lap, Hyunseung gazes up at the ceiling, trying his hardest not to look at Junhyung. He sneaks a peek at Junhyung and quickly averts his eyes when he finds Junhyung staring at him. He tries not to blush, but he can feel his cheeks heating up. Junhyung spares him and pretends he doesn’t notice.
“I hear your having a hard time sleeping.”
Hyunseung mentally groans, “Yeah, It’s nothing serious though.” Junhyung gives him a look that shows him how much he really believes him. Lips drawn into a thin line Hyunseung gives in. He can’t keep anything away from Junhyung.
“I’ve been having dreams - nightmares and they’re just… weird.”
“Weird how?”
“It’s just…,” Hyunseung sighs before continuing, “I don’t know how to describe it without you thinking I’m a freak or something.”
“I won’t think you’re a freak, try me.”
“The dreams are about me getting raped and -,” he abruptly cuts himself off, bringing his hands up to cover his face.
“And you like it, don’t you?” Junhyung questions and removes Hyunseung’s hands out of his face.
A few seconds of tense silence passes by before Hyunseung slowly nods his head, eyes glued to the end of the couch. A finger lands on the bottom of Hyunseung’s chin and guides his head up, eyes locking with Junhyung’s.
“Do you want someone to dominate you, to take complete control of you and make you theirs?” Junhyung breathes out slowly, voice laced with lust. “Is that what you want?”
Hyunseung’s eyes flutter shut and his bottom lip quivers, “Yes.”
“Do you want to be owned?”
“Yes.”
Junhyung smirks, eyes glazed with lust, he wants to take Hyunseung here and now but he knows that isn’t what Hyunseung needs. That isn’t what Hyunseung’s body craves right now.
“Hyunseung,” he waits until the other finally opens his eyes before continuing, “I’ll give you what you want.” Smirk still in place he waits for his reaction.
Hyunseung’s eyes widen, “What?”
“I’ll help you. If that’s what you want…,” he trails off, letting Hyunseung think it out. Junhyung has no doubt about what the answer is but he still wants to give Hyunseung some time to work it all out.
Hyunseung wants to say no - he should say no, but the look Junhyung is giving him is making his resolve crumble. His body obviously wants it bad, but so much could go wrong, he and Junhyung’s relationship could be ruined if this goes wrong. And that’s the last thing he could ever want. But then he thinks of how good it could feel -
“If you think any louder, you’ll be talking,” Junhyung comments.
Hyunseung shoots him a look before making up his mind, “Do you really want to do this?”
“I wouldn’t have brought it up if I didn’t want it, but do YOU want it?”
“Fuck yes, I want it,” Hyunseung moans out, “I - I trust you.”
Love and adoration flash in Junhyung’s eyes quickly before he shifts, lifting Hyunseung’s head from his lap. He gets up off the couch and stretches, and then looks at Hyunseung. Hyunseung’s puzzled expression makes him laugh; he lends him a hand and pulls Hyunseung up off the couch. Guiding him to the bedroom he wraps his arms around his waist and rests his head on his shoulder.
“Get some sleep baby.”
Hyunseung nods and then stretches out in his bed. He glances up at Junhyung, frowning when he turns to get in his own bed. His hand shoots out and grabs onto Junhyung’s arm.
“Stay with me?” He asks softly, not looking up to see his reaction. Junhyung smiles and then turns, situating himself into Hyunseung’s bed. Wrapping his arms around Hyunseung, he pulls him closer, placing Hyunseung’s head on his chest. He gently kisses Hyunseung’s forehead before closing his eyes, never letting go of Hyunseung’s body.
Hyunseung falls asleep to the sound of Junhyung’s heart beating with a gentle smile on his face.
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Waking up this morning, Hyunseung feels better than ever. Granted he still had his dream but this time instead of a nameless and faceless person, it was Junhyung. Junhyung’s hands all over his body, Junhyung’s mouth littering hickey’s all over his neck, Junhyung’s voice telling him that he’s a “good little whore.”
God, he was so anxious for this to happen already. He wanted it badly.
He wondered how badly Junhyung wanted it, he wondered if Junhyung had a dream about it too. He wondered when Junhyung would finally strike, he shivered with anticipation. Looking up at Junhyung, he flinched when eyes stare back at him. Flushing, he hides his head in Junhyung’s chest. Junhyung releases a pleased laugh, holding Hyunseung closer.
“Don’t be embarrassed babe.”
“Don’t look at me like that,” Hyunseung pleads.
“Like what?” Junhyung nudges Hyunseung forcing him to look him in the eyes. Hyunseung’s cheeks turn a darker shade of red and Junhyung can’t help but fall in love all over again.
“Like that,” Hyunseung replies shyly.
Junhyung’s face breaks out into a smile before he pulls Hyunseung up so their eye-level to each other. Moving in a little closer, he presses a gentle kiss to Hyunseung’s lips.
“But I love looking at you.”
And with that Junhyung get’s up out of bed and heads to the bathroom. Hyunseung can’t help the dreamy sigh that falls from his lips. He feels like a girl experiencing love for the first time. Hyunseung almost hits himself at that thought. Shaking himself out of whatever it is that he’s in, he gets up and follows Junhyung to the bathroom. Might as well get ready for this long day.
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It’s been days since Junhyung’s offered to help Hyunseung with his little problem and so far nothing has happened. Hyunseung is anxious, eager, and desperate to find out if it’s just as good as in his dreams. He’s on edge, jumping every time someone even touches him. But it’s never who he wants it to be. It’s never Junhyung and he’s starting to lose hope.
That’s exactly what Junhyung wanted.
It’s not until Hyunseung lets his guard down and forgets about the whole thing; that it happens.
Hyunseung was the unlucky winner today and had to go buy dinner for the whole group. Walking outside he notes how dark the sky looks and continues his trek to the nearest take out. Suddenly there are hands on him, pulling him into the alley he almost finished walking past. He tried pulling out his assailants grasp but he was just too strong. The hold on him is tight, almost to the point of painful and he wants to scream, wants to yell, but his voice won’t let him. He forgets all about Junhyung in his panic.
He’s thrown up against the hard brick wall face first - almost scratching his face up in the process. Then there are hands all over his body, rubbing over his chest, down to his stomach, hand cupping his slowly awakening arousal.
“Fuck,” Hyunseung lets out.
“You like that, don’t you whore?”
“Junhyung,” he gasps.
Relief floods his senses until he’s roughly turned around and his eyes meet with Junhyung’s. There’s nothing loving or caring in Junhyung’s eyes and he can’t help the shiver that runs down his spine at the thought. He looks Junhyung up and down; he’s dressed in nothing but black and god his cock twitches in delight, he loves Junhyung in all black.
Junhyung offers him a little smirk before roughly grabbing his face, smirk now gone, directing his face to look him in the eyes.
“Keep your fucking mouth shut.”
Hyunseung nods weakly before squirming in the tight grasp Junhyung still has him in. Hyunseung lets out a little whimper when Junhyung moves to unbutton his pants. “Please, let me go.”
Junhyung laughs, sliding Hyunseung’s pants and boxers down his legs, “Look at you hard as a rock already,” he wraps a hand around Hyunseung’s cock and Hyunseung wants to thrust into it so badly, so fucking badly, but he can’t give in this easily. He musters up all his strength and pushes Junhyung away, but he only stumbles a bit before pushing Hyunseung back up against the brick wall, and wrapping his hand around him again.
“Fuck, let me go, please,” he cries out loud. He silently hopes that Junhyung doesn’t let him go.
Suddenly there’s a hand around his throat, “Shut up, or this will only hurt more,” Junhyung darkly whispers in his ear. Closing his eyes, he nods his head weakly, then both hands are gone -- from his throat and his cock and Hyunseung wants to whine and stomp his foot. But then two fingers swipe across his entrance and he wants nothing more for them to be inside his body.
Both fingers are pushed in and it hurts, it hurts so fucking badly but Hyunseung pushes down on them. Junhyung removes his fingers, sucks on them, and then pushes them back up into Hyunseung’s willing body. He works his fingers quickly, in and out, before removing them completely. He doesn’t miss the look of disappointment on Hyunseung’s face.
“Don’t worry, you’ll have my cock in no time,” Junhyung teases, smirk now back in place, he pushes his pants down just enough to free his aching cock. He pushes Hyunseung down to his knees, “Suck it, bite me, I’ll choke you.”
Hyunseung licks his lips before taking the head into his mouth, tongue playing with the slit before sliding more into his mouth. Breathing in through his nose, he relaxes his throat and swallows Junhyung whole. Junhyung groans and grabs hold of Hyunseung by his hair, fucking his mouth.
“God, I knew you’d be a good little whore,” he moans out loud, pulling Hyunseung up by his hair.
He shoves Hyunseung back into the wall, face forward and guides his cock towards Hyunseung’s hole, just holding it there. Hyunseung whines and pushes back onto it but Junhyung pulls back.
“You want it?” Junhyung presses into Hyunseung, but pulls back out before the tip goes inside completely.
“Yes,” he whines, pushing back onto thin air, “give it to me.”
Junhyung thrusts into Hyunseung in one shot, not stopping until he’s balls deep. He gives him only a little time to get use to the feeling before he’s thrusting in and out at an unforgiving pace. Hyunseung can’t even try holding the moans in; instead he lets them fall freely from his mouth. It hurts so fucking bad, but Hyunseung pushes back with each thrust, forcing Junhyung in deeper. God he wants more, he wants everything Junhyung’s willing to give him.
“You’re such a fucking slut,” Junhyung says, slapping Hyunseung’s ass with each word, “not even trying to fight me anymore.”
Hyunseung can only agree with Junhyung before pushing back even more and begging for him to go harder and faster. Junhyung gives him what he wants, forcing himself even deeper in Hyunseung’s willing body. He grabs Hyunseung by the hair and pulls his body close to his, back to chest and wraps his hand around his neck again. With each thrust his hand tightens around Hyunseung neck, cutting off his air supply.
Hyunseung lets out a strangled scream before he tumbles over the edge, releasing himself over the brick wall. Junhyung groans as Hyunseung’s body tightens around him, he thrusts in three more times before biting down hard on Hyunseung’s neck and releasing himself deep in Hyunseung’s body.
Ragged breathing is all that can be heard in the alley; Junhyung fixes himself back up then helps Hyunseung with his clothing. Nothing is said between the two as they leave the alley and walk back home, food forgotten. As soon as Junhyung begins to unlock the door, Hyunseung turns him around and places a gentle kiss on his lips.
“Thank you,” Hyunseung says, blushing ten shades of red.
“Any time,” Junhyung responds, smirking before opening the door.
They walk inside and are instantly confronted with a hungry Yoseob.
“Where’s the food?”